White Collared Part Four: Passion

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Authors: Shelly Bell
box. The two worked in silence for the next few minutes.
    Camille picked up a picture of her and Mr. Joseph on a cruise ship and stared at it. “I hate to ask you this after everything you’ve gone through, but you were the last person to speak with my husband. Did he say anything?”
    “Are you sure you want to hear this?”
    “I need to know.”
    “He said Stephanie’s death was an accident. When I told him I found the knife, he said I didn’t know what I’d found.”
    The judge frowned. “Did he explain what he meant by that?”
    “No, he didn’t get . . .” The image of his bloody body flashed before her eyes. “Why do you want to know?”
    Camille glared at the picture again. “Stephanie was his type. He enjoyed role playing with girls who appeared underage. Alyssa was built more like you, and she was a pain slut. Role playing wasn’t her kink.”
    “Are you saying you don’t think your husband killed Alyssa?”
    “I’m sure it’s wishful thinking on my part. After all, the police found the evidence. He’d tried to kill you. He stabbed Hannah. He killed Stephanie.” Camille exhaled and placed the framed photo in the box. “Sorry, I’m only thinking out loud. Thank you for indulging me. If you ever need anything, professionally or personally, I hope you’ll consider me a friend.”
    Kate left Camille to finish packing and returned to her office. The widow had raised Kate’s darkest fear—Miles Joseph hadn’t killed Alyssa. What had been his motive? Had she known about Stephanie? Other than both of them being members of Benediction, there was no evidence to tie them together. With Miles Joseph dead, the police wouldn’t bother with any further investigation into the murder. For them, the case was closed.
    Kate couldn’t help thinking that she was missing a part of the larger picture. She grabbed her briefcase, and as she left the firm, it occurred to her that she’d been so distracted by Camille Joseph that she had forgotten to speak with Lisa about the Reverend Pierce file, which was still in her possession. And Nick hadn’t come back to the office.
    She revved the engine of her Harley and drove out of the parking garage into the dark night. Stopping at the light, she felt pulled in two directions, uncertain which way to turn. The magnetic pull of him was too tempting to resist. She had to see him. Had to know if what they shared was real.
    No matter what Camille thought and regardless that she fantasized about being with them both, she wasn’t torn between the men. Her heart and head knew who she wanted.
    She made a right toward the highway.
    And hoped he was home.

Chapter Six
    B Y THE TIME Kate arrived at Jaxon’s a half an hour later, her teeth were chattering from the cold, and she couldn’t feel her nose. The temperature must have dropped ten degrees since she’d left her office. What had possessed her to come all this way without calling him first?
    At the box at the gate, she pressed the buzzer and waited for a response. Surprisingly, the gate opened. Why hadn’t he asked who it was? Was he expecting someone?
    She drove through, and as she pulled up to his house, she saw Jaxon on the porch, his hands fisted at his sides. She removed her helmet and got a better look at him. In the days since she’d seen him, he’d grown a short beard and mustache, which immediately made her think of how it would feel between her thighs. His hair was unkempt and he wore a ratty black Henley over jeans.
    She got off her bike and ambled closer, catching his woodsy scent on the wind. “Were you expecting someone else?”
    Glowering, he didn’t look happy to see her. “No. I heard the rattle of your bike’s engine through the intercom. What are you doing here?”
    She stopped in her tracks, the collar growing heavy like an anchor around her neck. “I’m sorry. You said you needed time, and I should’ve respected that. I’ll go.” She sprinted toward her bike, cursing herself under her

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